Bang!

On the side of the factory, the building collapsed in half, and it was Chen Mo who casually raised his foot and kicked a small unloading truck in front of him.

"What are you?"

Chen Mo looked up at the three-meter-tall strong man who was almost flushed.

The strong man was stunned when he heard this, his smile froze on his face, he looked at Chen Mo with a hideous grin, and said with a glare: "I thought there was an interesting prey, but I didn't expect it to be a brainless idiot." I, Zhang Lao Liu, have become stronger every day since I got the power of God, you are the first person who dares to talk to me like this, I promise, you are also the last! ”

"You have a point, after all, you have to die today!" Chen Mo smiled when he heard this.

"Look for death!"

Zhang Laoliu was angry, in the past, people who wanted to clear the dungeon, no matter what kind of person the opponent was, he wanted to tease the other party, and finally show his strength, make them desperate, make them envious, despair because they faced themselves, and envy because they got the power of God.

But Chen Mo is different.

Zhang Laoliu swore that in the past few months, he has seen too many people, there are rookies who die in the door, there are strong people who can fight with themselves, and there are groups that can besiege themselves or even almost kill themselves.

But there is no one like Chen Mo.

After just exchanging two sentences, he was completely impatient, and his heart was full of killing intent.

This bitch, the king of eight calves, must be killed.

Why is he so arrogant?

I don't know why, the more I think about it, the more angry I get, and before I really start fighting, Zhang Lao Liu has already begun to gasp.

"What are you waiting for? Kill! ”

Zhang Lao Liu suddenly shouted, this sentence was like a signal, and it was also like a spell to summon, after his words fell, the surrounding factories, even the factory buildings that Chen Mo kicked and crashed into the transport truck, people began to walk out of it.

Those people are similar to Zhang Laoliu, all of them are dressed in ordinary workers' work clothes, they are either carrying hammers, calipers, or rulers in their hands, after getting close to Chen Mo, hundreds of workers went crazy, one by one is more terrible than zombies, and even their entire faces can be cracked under a grinning mouth.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill!"

Like a spell, all the workers were chanting the word killing, although there was some brightness in their eyes, Chen Mo could see it clearly, it was crazy.

These people have already become walking dead, like zombies, although they still have some intelligence, but those intelligences are all about fighting, and they have no consciousness of normal people at all.

"Thousand corpses array, up!"

As Zhang Laoliu shouted, hundreds of workers jumped up one after another, one by one like flexible monkeys, and Chen Mo could even see some blood-colored silk threads on them.

Those silk threads connected Zhang Lao Liu, like a spider web.

"Born as one? I see! ”

Chen Mo squinted his eyes at Zhang Laoliu and the workers who were jumping around, and just by looking at Chen Mo, he could see the details of Zhang Laoliu.

Those silk threads are connected to life, but also to connect power, Zhang Laoliu's power comes from those hundreds of workers, at the beginning he may only have the power of hundreds of workers, but as time goes by, those workers slowly evolve and mutate, and his power is a collection of hundreds of monsters.

Hundreds of monsters have no wisdom, all rely on Zhang Lao Liu to control, if a worker dies, Zhang Lao Liu's strength will be weaker, if those workers are all dead, Zhang Lao Liu will have no power.

But it's not that simple to kill those workers.

According to the relevant strategies, the Geshi Gang has occupied this small fixed copy for several months, and has not killed a mob so far, which explains the situation.

Those silk threads are not only connected with life power, but also can transmit life power, even if you don't kill the mob, even if you kill Zhang Lao Liu, it's useless, hundreds of monsters will help him share the death, that is to say, Zhang Lao Liu has hundreds of lives without killing the mob.

Who can afford it?

And if you kill a mob, can you kill it?

Under the transmission of power, Zhang Lao Liu can transfer his power to any mob at will, that is, any mob can have Zhang Lao Liu's power.

In this case, there are only two ways to win, one is to attack in groups and hunt hundreds of mobs at the same time, and the other is to crush the past with absolute strength.

The people of the Geshi Gang have no absolute strength, they can't beat a single mob, and they don't dare to besiege all the mobs in groups without knowing the details.

So this quest stops here.

After thinking about it, Chen Mo couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Laoliu didn't know why, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart,

"I laugh at your arrogance, you think you can do whatever you want with the power of hundreds of monsters in one?"

Rumble!

Saying that it was too late, Chen Mo exploded with all his strength the moment he spoke, not only was he fully armed, but he even directly started the stunt slaughter of the Eight Desolations.

Chen Mo, who exploded at full power, was terrifying, and even the air around Chen Mo had a feeling of condensation.

A brilliant spear erupted in mid-air, injuring hundreds of mobs.

Burst!!!

Even Zhang Lao Liu spurted a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, his face was full of incredulity, and his eyes were full of fear.

"What kind of power is this?" Zhang Laoliu couldn't help but ask.

"My power!"

Chen Mo opened his mouth lightly, his feet moved, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant, and the figure of breaking a thousand broke out at this moment, even if it was Zhang Laoliu, the boss, he couldn't see Chen Mo's body trajectory clearly.

Burst!

Bang!

Rumble!

It can be described as a heavy number of casualties.

In just a few breaths, more than half of the hundreds of little monsters died, and Zhang Laoliu's huge body of more than three meters was shrinking, and now he has shrunk to about two meters three.

And Chen Mo's figure is still shuttling in the open space of the factory, every time he shuttles, there will inevitably be a gun gas left on the ground and in the air, the gun gas is like condensation, brilliant and bright, and in just a few breaths, the guns have spread all over the surrounding sky and earth.

"No !!"

Zhang Lao Liu yelled in fear.

But it was too late.

Chen Mo's constantly shuttling figure stopped, and the god-killing spear in his hand moved upward, and then shook it fiercely.

Thundered!!!!

The earth trembled instantly, several surrounding factories collapsed directly, hundreds of guns all exploded, bright guns splashed around, the factory's transport vehicles were directly shattered, the cement floor was full of holes, and hundreds of monsters died at this moment, even Zhang Lao Liu was not spared.

He looked at Chen Mo in despair, looked at Chen Mo in fear, looked at Chen Mo with remorse, and at the last moment, opened his mouth wide, but before he could say the words in his mouth, he was torn into pieces by the sharp spears that burst out of gunfire.

(End of chapter)